Obliteration.
God rang the gong.
Everyone else disintegrated
You shared your song.
Fires roar in the shadows.
Will you let it free?
I wanted you to be you.
I wanted me to be me.
Tempered in a box.
Held at a distance.
Face me. We’ve only an instance.
Obliteration. Obliteration.
Steel silence cuffed me into the mud.
I hate chains. …
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